Once upon time, if you had foraged through my messy closet long enough, you would have come upon my small collection of tall boots. And if you happened to peek inside, you’d have discovered they were harboring small bottles of alcohol.
The reason my boots were so thirsty is that they belonged to a secret drunk (that would be me) who thought they made a good hiding place.
For twelve long years, I was determined to keep the truth from my husband and the rest of the world about the real extent of my drinking. Caught in an endless cycle of shame and remorse, I couldn’t understand how a good wife and mother, not to mention a writer of books about prayer and parenting, became a closet drunk.
Then one day came surrender. Then came the excruciating step into the light. Then came reaching out for help. Then came a new recovery community and hope. Then came grace and a bigger idea of how God works in the world.
These days, my boots are empty unless my feet are in them (ergo, the tag line of my blog). Even better, my husband buys me a new pair of Frye boots for my sober anniversary every year—a big savings over the thousands I spent yearly on alcohol. J
But by far the best part of being sober these past 7 years is that I get to share the good news of recovery with others. So what I really hope is that you’ll stay a while and talk back to me, since if you found this blog, I suspect that we have something in common.
If you shop too much, drink too much, eat too much, crush on men who aren’t your husband, or otherwise fixate on some activity or substance in a way that you don’t like but can’t stop, it’s easy to think you’re alone. If you follow Jesus, you might worry that you’re the only one sitting in church who is craving something other than God.
You’re not, of course. In fact, you’re among a whole crowd of us who sometimes wonder: Where do I turn for hope when I already have the answer (God), but it isn’t working?
Once I became involved in a 12 Step recovery program, I had more questions, like: What is it about the spirituality of recovery that seems to work where traditional religious approaches so often don’t? Why do the concepts of recovery sound so familiar, and yet I have never experienced anything like this before?
If you resonate with any of these questions, you might like this blog. And you could also be my friend. Especially if…
- You’re an addict of any kind (frivolous obsessions like pumpkin ice cream or Fry boots count, too).
- You like boots. Or you like books. Or you like people who wear boots and love books.
- You believe in God’s goodness, mercy and grace even though you are frequently baffled by the unloving behavior of some who purport to follow him.
- You like to engage in unconventional conversations about spirituality, God, or faith which could occasionally be construed as irreverent or risky by rigidly religious people.
- You have friends, or want to have more friends, who are very different from you and who often challenge your thinking.
- You don’t mind hanging out with people like me–who don’t drink anymore but truly don’t mind if you do.
These days, I don’t write new posts very often, but there are more than 250 here to explore. For more on my story, be sure to check out my book.
Thanks for visiting!